The Late Game Healer Is Way Too Strong – Chapter 50.1

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓𝟎: 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧

A sense of oppression that weighs down even without exuding murderous or intimidating energy.

Not the fear of dying, but an extreme terror that comes from the possibility of not being able to die.

“Will you retake the class?”

At those deadly words, Sung Chang-won and Ha Jun-tae trembled like dogs.

Even the words of refusal to reject crumbled in their mouths.

“You talk well with Jeong-gu, so why don’t you answer?”

“Um. . . ah. . .”

“What are you saying? Speak properly.”

“Th. . . th. . .”

As he tried to mumble something, someone who spotted Sung Chang-won’s face approached them.

“What? Isn’t it Chang-won and Jun-tae? You should have come to me first.”

Park Ji-cheol, the manager of the 〈HSIU Korean Branch〉 Human Resources Team.

He led his handsome body and reached out to Sung Chang-won.

The luxury goods he wore all over his body sparkled under the chandelier’s light.

“Ah. . . Team Leader. It’s been a long time.”

“Yeah, did you have a good trip to Japan? I’m glad to see you too, Jun-tae.”

“Hello. . .”

They shook hands with Park Ji-cheol, their faces pale.

“But who is that?”

Park Ji-cheol asked, looking at Siwoo, who was standing with his arm around him in the middle.

As a veteran of the Human Resources Team, there were few HSIU Hunters he didn’t know.

That was unless they were new or hot pants.

Park Ji-cheol pointed to himself with his arm, which was wearing an expensive watch, and raised the corners of his mouth.

“Pooh-huh. You don’t know me after working at HSIU? Where did you parachute in from?”

“This is a new employee who hasn’t been here long. It’s been a long time, Team Leader.”

At that moment, Hwang Jeong-gu, who was standing next to him, stepped in and introduced him.

Unlike him, Siwoo would never stoop to bowing to others.

Rather, the stronger the opponent, the stronger Siwoo would become.

Therefore, the best way was to change the flow of the conversation in the middle.

“Oh my, our Team Leader Hwang Jeong-gu is here. It’s been a long time.”

Hwang Jeong-gu gave Siwoo a desperate look.

A heartfelt appeal to please not cause a scene.

Siwoo nodded at his boss, who usually handled paperwork for him.

‘𝙄’𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮. 𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠.’

Park Ji-cheol patted Hwang Jeong-gu on the shoulder and continued.

“I’ve heard good things about you. I heard that you recently took down an assassination organization and are doing well? You’ll be a manager soon?”

“No. I’m far from being like Manager Park.”

“Haha, ah! And you worked with Chu Ha-min from [𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝]?”

Park Ji-cheol enjoyed building connections with popular Hunters.

Although he wasn’t successful as a Hunter, his organizational skills, networking, and internal politics were well-suited to his personality.

His current position was also due to such know-how.

“Are you still close with Chu Ha-min these days? I’m thinking about making a connection to [𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝].”

If he built such connections, he might be scouted by a major guild’s Human Resources Team, not just HSIU.

Popular Hunters were always welcome wherever they went.

Furthermore, wasn’t the [𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝] one of the 7 top guilds of South Korea?

“Let’s call Hunter Chu later and have a drink together. I’ll pay for it.”

“Yes, I’ll look into it.”

Hwang Jeong-gu was nervous, but he said he understood.

He was the type of person he didn’t want to deal with because his intentions were too obvious.

Park Ji-cheol only favored hunters who were successful or had connections, and he was ruthless towards those who weren’t.

Hwang Jeong-gu, Sung Chang-won, and Ha Jun-tae were all successful Hunters in HSIU, which was why he had approached them and pretended to be friendly.

Yet, the reason Hwang Jeong-gu did not confront him outright was out of respect for Park Ji-cheol’s seniority as a Hunter.

“Chang-won and Jun-tae, you need to start producing results soon. Otherwise, you’ll be overshadowed by our Jeong-gu here.”

Park Ji-cheol slowly stirred the pot.

‘𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜-𝙬𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙅𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙜-𝙜𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨. 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚.’

Even if Sung Chang-won was provoked, he would be more likely to be jealous of Hwang Jeong-gu, who was being compared to him, than to insult him.

And no matter how well a field Hunter performed, a few words of evaluation from the Human Resources Team could prevent them from being promoted.

So, even Team Leaders of A-Rank or higher, who were flying and soaring, bowed their heads in front of him.

‘𝙊𝙝, 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙞𝙩, 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙢. 𝙃𝙚’𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮.’

Hwang Jeong-gu cursed inwardly.

Just a while ago, Park Ji-cheol had put Hwang Jeong-gu down in favor of Sung Chang-won.

Because Sung Chang-won had overcome his limits and risen to A+.

But now, seeing him weighing the scales again, he didn’t even want to join the conversation.

Hwang Jeong-gu roughly finished the conversation and motioned to Siwoo to go somewhere else.

There was nothing good to see if they stayed here.

“But our junior’s impression is not very desirable.”

However, Park Ji-cheol’s words caught them again.

“And is it okay to put your hands on your senior’s shoulders? Don’t Hunters have seniority these days? When I was there, the words of my seniors were like knives.”

Of these, the only one he could unconditionally beat down was Siwoo.

Park Ji-cheol’s way of taming Hunters was to bite and tear them down if they thought they were easy.

In his old days as a Hunter.

He had been subjected to severe discrimination and neglect because he was weak.

No matter how hard he worked, his rank didn’t go up, and the gap between him and other Hunters only widened.

He had lived such a humiliating and defeated life for several years.

In the end, now that he had settled down, he was releasing what he had suffered on other Hunters.

“Ah. . . Manager Park, I’ll fix it later, so just leave it as is. .”

“As expected of our Hunter Hwang. You’re a kind person, aren’t you? We used to throw punches first. I’ve died a lot too.”

Park Ji-cheol clenched his fist and cracked his fingers.

“If it were the old days, I wouldn’t have let you look me in the eye. Hunters these days are so comfortable, aren’t they? Hunter Hwang is like that, and so are Chang-won and Jun-tae.”

Sung Chang-won and Ha Jun-tae, whose names were called, looked at Siwoo anxiously.

Siwoo was not a sleeping lion, but a sleeping dragon.

“Hey, newbie. If you keep your neck so stiff, you might break it. Be grateful that I’m not active. Do you understand?”

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